All Praise To Thee My God This Night

1 All praise to Thee, my God, this night


For all the blessings of the light.

Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,

Beneath Thine own almighty wings.


2 Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son

The ill that I this day have done,

That with the world, myself, and Thee,

I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.


3 Teach me to live that I may dread

The grave as little as my bed.

Teach me to die that so I may

Rise glorious at the awe-full Day.


4 Oh, may my soul in Thee repose,

And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close,

Sleep that shall me more vig'rous make

To serve my God when I awake!


5 When in the night I sleepless lie,

My soul with heav'nly thoughts supply;

Let no ill dreams disturb my rest,

No pow'rs of darkness me molest.


6 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;

Praise Him, all creatures here below;

Praise Him above, ye heav'nly host:

Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.


When Dwight, Cosette and AJ sing this hymn, nothing sounds sweeter to me. Nothing.